Reject me, hateful woman

"Try it, this is the new black tea from Lalu Kingdom."

After the three of them sat down, Quinn pointed to the black tea ceremony beside them.

The two girls accepted the invitation. The black tea was mellow in the mouth and sweet in the mouth. Even a princess like Historia who had tasted all kinds of delicacies was a little surprised, while Elena felt a little at ease.

Classmate Lin En’s sister seems to be a very approachable person, but I don’t know why Classmate Lin En doesn’t want to see her?

"That's not necessary. My dear second sister, you should come here this time to help Shadow Knight and the academy deal with the examiners. Master Gust is very busy. You come here to drink tea slowly. It's really cool. Is it appropriate?"

Lin En refused directly and said coldly.

Regarding her brother's indifference, Quinn immediately showed a very hurt expression:

"Why, my dear brother, are you going to drive me away now? In order to see you, I specially applied for this troublesome task from my mother~"

"Well, it wasn't my intention to have tea with you just for this. I actually knew that my younger brother had joined the study group, so I wanted to come and see what kind of people the group members were, but when I met... ....”

Quinn took a sip of black tea and raised her silver eyes slightly:

"They are just two ordinary little girls. It's really disappointing."

"You bastard!"

Historia immediately showed an expression that she wanted to overturn the table, and Elena's little face gradually became serious. She suddenly realized that her evaluation and conclusion seemed to be too early.

Lin En, on the other hand, had a headache on his face. This silver dragon looking for fun definitely said this on purpose!

"Oh, just a few words and you can't help but take action, let me feel it, um, yes, fire attribute arcana, but it's a pity that your figure does not seem to be as hot and attractive as your attributes~"

Quinn didn't even look up, but everyone knew who she was criticizing.

"I'm going to burn you giant x bitch to the ground!!"

Historia was furious.

"Okay, stop it, stop making jokes!"

Linn shouted lowly, interrupting the two people who were eager to give it a try.

He held down Historia, who had already stood up, and approached Elena and whispered: "She is mentally ill, so don't argue with her."

Before Historia could calm down, he said seriously to Quinn:

"My team member is mentally ill, I advise you not to provoke her!"

Although there is a suspicion of offending both parties at the same time, Lin En always tells the truth.

It's just that Historia is biological. The Paramecium Princess's brain capacity is limited and will explode at a moment's notice. Once he knows how easy to play she is, Quinn, the fun-loving person, is afraid that he will have to deceive Historia. Lose.

As for Quinn, she's pathological.

She is really sick in her mind.

Because the concentration when the bloodline was awakened was too strong, the dragon's blood directly affected Quinn's spirit, causing her to split into a second personality.

One is the fun-loving, evil-minded woman wearing rimless glasses and a bad belly, and the other is the crazy guy who likes to go crazy during battles.

But no matter which one, Lin En didn't want to mess with him.

I'm afraid that only my queen mother can suppress this guy.

"That's too much, brother Lin En. It's so hard to meet my sister, but your words and attitude are so cold. There are many difficulties in college life. It's okay to be coquettish and ask for help~"

With that said, Quinn put down the teacup and opened her hands to Linn. Her broad chest was particularly dazzling under the silver tights, enough to make any man indulge in it.

However, Lin En subconsciously moved further away from the pair of murder weapons.

Although men all like big ones, the experience of almost being suffocated to death by that thing when I was a child is not a good experience...

But when it came to the help Quinn could give him, Linn really thought of one.

"Just say it, who said it is a sister's bounden duty to help her heartless brother."

Quinn chuckled carelessly.

Lin En nodded and said seriously:

"I hope you can guide my friend Elena in the practice of illusion."

"Hey, help me?"

Elena didn't expect that Lin En's request was for herself, and her eyes were full of shock.

For any arcanist, getting guidance from a senior with the same attributes is a wonderful opportunity.

Among the three, Historia itself is of noble birth, and naturally has no shortage of famous teachers. Although Linn does not need it because of the system, it is not difficult if he wants to. Only Elena, who is born in a poor family, still has extremely high attributes. The rare illusion system.

Although everyone can't tell it when their level is relatively low, once they grow rapidly, the significance of Lin En's request is so extraordinary.

"Don't worry, it's just because you are too weak."

Linn said indifferently.

He was telling the truth. The stronger the heroine was, the richer the reward for him would be if she refused, that's all.

Elena lowered her head, and two blushes quickly appeared on her face.

Did you say that on purpose so that I wouldn’t worry about it?

Classmate Lin En’s gentleness is still the same as before.

Quinn looked at the reactions of the two of them, and Historia, who was silently drinking tea at the side, smiled as if he had seen something.

She rolled her eyes slightly, put down the teacup, straightened her back, and said with a smile:

"Well, since it's my dear brother's request, of course I won't refuse, and I haven't met a good junior for a long time. It's just a little effort to give you some advice."

"Many, thank you, Your Royal Highness!"

Elena quickly thanked her.

"You don't have to be so polite. After all, I didn't actually work hard. I learned everything when I awakened my bloodline. Therefore, what I can teach you is limited. You can just use it as a reference."

After easily saying something very hateful, Quinn suddenly looked at Elena and asked:

"Elena, right? What do you think is the core of illusion, or what is the ultimate goal of releasing illusion?"

Faced with this question, Elena, who has never dared to relax, gave the answer in one second:

"It's to deceive, to deceive the opponent, or even to deceive myself."

"Yes, very good."

Quinn nodded approvingly,

"Our arcanists from the illusion department are not very good at attack and defense in the early stage, but their unique 'deception' ability is our best attack and defense method."

"So, what do you think is the best form of illusion, and when is the best time to release it?"

Elena's thinking time was obviously longer this time.

"Is it...an illusion that is fake and real, and released at a critical moment?"

"The first one is barely qualified, but the second one is not quite right."

Quinn shook her head in disappointment.

"Brother Lin En seems to be thinking about it too. Do you have any insights?"

"The answer should be, all the time."

After hearing Quinn ask herself, Lynn thought for a moment and then answered.

A strange look flashed in Quinn's silver eyes.

"You are indeed my royal brother. Brother Lin En, the answer to this question can be easily answered. My sister really wants to reward you~"

Then, she turned to Elena:

"Elina, your answer is reasonable, but who defines the concept of critical moments?"

"Is it the moment you meet the enemy?"

"Is it at the moment when the attack is coming?"

"None of them are right. The answer is that a good illusionist must make good use of every moment to release the appropriate arcana. Just like me, when you saw my sister, when did you have the illusion that my sister and I were not using illusions? "

Does it mean the sudden appearance from beside the teleportation array, along with these tables, chairs and tea?

Elena lowered her head, seeming to realize something.

Lin En on the side also lowered his head involuntarily.

But not for thinking.

Because the moment Quinn said he wanted to reward himself, he suddenly felt something slippery, dexterous, and delicate rubbing his calf.

He lowered his head suddenly and saw Quinn's legs sitting opposite him through the transparent round table.

It's just that the silver leather boots that originally wrapped the long legs are gone, replaced by a pair of delicate silver threads.

As if she felt Lin En's gaze, her small jade feet that were not very consistent with her temperament swayed slightly, as if she was showing off something to herself.

And that smooth and tender feeling also climbed up his calves at this moment.

Isn't she afraid of being discovered by the two of them? !

This is fun Silver Dragon Girl!

After noticing Linn's gaze, Quinn's smile became more cheerful and calm:

"Think slowly, Elena-san, we still have a lot of time... Well, tea, tea is a bit hot!"

Quinn couldn't help but have a flash of panic in her eyes.

Because Lin En across the table was still sitting upright and expressionless on the surface, but under the cover of his clothes, his hand under the table had accurately grasped Quinn's feet.

"Yes, don't be nervous, Elena-san, we still have a lot of time."

Linn also chuckled.

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Chapter 62: Theresia, wake up, I am Shaflin! 4.3k

Teacher Quinn's little illusionist class was longer than expected.

She was indeed what she said, she just talked about some of her experience in using the illusion system. However, a sixth-level arcanist with the blood of an ancient dragon, even if she only obtained some scales and half claws that leaked out from between her fingers. Knowledge is a precious treasure for Elena, who has been groping in the dark.

Lin En also listened with interest. Although he was not in the illusion department, he was very interested in the core purpose of the illusion department, "deception."

Quinn's interspersed stories about the use of illusions to tease powerful enemies or his unique understanding of the avenue of "deception" made Linn's eyes shine.

Especially after I heard that my imperial sister actually risked her life to tease a twelve-ring arcanist from the Clock Tower when she was in the fifth ring, causing her research on forbidden arts to fail at the critical moment when she was about to succeed. If she hadn't taken the occasion into consideration , Lin En was afraid that he would give a thumbs up and say to his imperial sister:

"Sister Quinn, it's so fun!"

Only Historia felt a little out of place in this cheerful atmosphere, so she could only bite the straw on the tea cup out of boredom, and finally spit it out:

“Bah, bah, bah, even dogs don’t use paper straws!”

"what?"

The keen Historia suddenly raised her head and looked at Quinn sitting next to her:

"Your face seems to be very red?"

"Is there...um!"

Following Historia's reminder, Elena also raised her head, only to see that her teacher, who seemed to be always elegant and calm, had become a little out of control at some point.

The deep and elegant conspiracy became blurred, and the fair and almost transparent cheeks were also covered with red clouds. A few strands of silver hair hung down on the silver-rimmed glasses, but they were unable to brush them away. Even the shoulders were trembling slightly, as if they were enduring something.

This strange reaction, not to mention Elena, even Historia could detect that there was something wrong out of ten or even nine points.

"You must be too tired!"

Historia felt as if she had discovered the truth.

"This silver... nasty sister just said that she has been transformed into Teacher Gust for a long time in order to deal with those bad guys. To deceive the examiners who are all high-level arcanists, it must take a lot of effort. Bar?"

"Yes, that's it. As expected of Historia, she easily discovered things that others couldn't."

Lin En deliberately put on a surprised expression,